[Yeah if this mannequin is supposed to take on his traits, it needs to stop spouting secrets. How terribly OOC of it!!
Brief, but far from painless. Thatās a good general descriptor of what Verso undergoes when he watches his mannequin double surge with flames, and for a moment, a bit of relief and satisfaction greets him before anything else settles in. Heās grateful to Emet-Selch for the help, and he should let him know itā
Maybe after the pain part is over.
Versoās undergone a lot of it over the years. Heās probably been set aflame by a Nevron at some point in his long life, after all, and is this really any different? But excruciating agony is still excruciating agony, no matter how often itās experienced, and the pain is just as bright in every nerve ending as it wouldāve been any other time.
It feels bone-deep, too, and all-encompassing. The heat comes off in waves from the mannequin, which begins to practically melt from the flames, but itās eerily quiet as it is keenly obliterated by Emet-Selchās magic. No, the man gets to hear Versoās screaming, instead, as he gets the privilege of feeling seared alive for short-moments-that-feel-like-an-eternity, his entire body wracked with it.
But blessedly, itās over soon enough. The relief is less relief and utter exhaustionāplus a bit of nausea from the intense paināand he just sort ofā¦ officially crumples to the ground, on his side.
The mannequin, at least, is very much non-functional, falling over in a similar manner.]
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Brief, but far from painless. Thatās a good general descriptor of what Verso undergoes when he watches his mannequin double surge with flames, and for a moment, a bit of relief and satisfaction greets him before anything else settles in. Heās grateful to Emet-Selch for the help, and he should let him know itā
Maybe after the pain part is over.
Versoās undergone a lot of it over the years. Heās probably been set aflame by a Nevron at some point in his long life, after all, and is this really any different? But excruciating agony is still excruciating agony, no matter how often itās experienced, and the pain is just as bright in every nerve ending as it wouldāve been any other time.
It feels bone-deep, too, and all-encompassing. The heat comes off in waves from the mannequin, which begins to practically melt from the flames, but itās eerily quiet as it is keenly obliterated by Emet-Selchās magic. No, the man gets to hear Versoās screaming, instead, as he gets the privilege of feeling seared alive for short-moments-that-feel-like-an-eternity, his entire body wracked with it.
But blessedly, itās over soon enough. The relief is less relief and utter exhaustionāplus a bit of nausea from the intense paināand he just sort ofā¦ officially crumples to the ground, on his side.
The mannequin, at least, is very much non-functional, falling over in a similar manner.]